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I bought my chef's uniform yesterday; pants, apron, hat, vest, the eternal souls of my children's chidren's children's children was all it cost me. It was pretty pricey, but at least I will get to use them.
I am quiting world of warcraft, an evil fucking game. The rewards are so few and far betwen in that game it's ridiculous. It's like paying for a lamboughini when you work at McDonalds.
The last three days have treated me well, getting ready for school, putting up some gutters for my parents, having my apartment to myself.
My roommate is gone for the weekend, thank god. She's like a old bag lady who stopped giving a shit 40 years ago. She's only 20 though.
She dog sat for 2 dogs 9 months ago and they destroyed her bedroom blinds. And she doesn't even give a shit, when she changes everyone in the entire fucking apartment complex can see her change. I come home sometimes to see her living out her lifelong fantasy of being on MTV's The Grind dancing to Lou Vega's "Mamba Number 5." I took a shower the other day, and found the bottom of the goddamn tub filled with her fucking pubes because she didn't rinse the shower out after she shaved. I want to poke my eyes out and vomit at the same time. I can't wait untill I can get my own place without having to deal with a roommate, I'm too old for this shit, to quote the great Danny Glover.
I am quiting world of warcraft, an evil fucking game. The rewards are so few and far betwen in that game it's ridiculous. It's like paying for a lamboughini when you work at McDonalds.
The last three days have treated me well, getting ready for school, putting up some gutters for my parents, having my apartment to myself.
My roommate is gone for the weekend, thank god. She's like a old bag lady who stopped giving a shit 40 years ago. She's only 20 though.
She dog sat for 2 dogs 9 months ago and they destroyed her bedroom blinds. And she doesn't even give a shit, when she changes everyone in the entire fucking apartment complex can see her change. I come home sometimes to see her living out her lifelong fantasy of being on MTV's The Grind dancing to Lou Vega's "Mamba Number 5." I took a shower the other day, and found the bottom of the goddamn tub filled with her fucking pubes because she didn't rinse the shower out after she shaved. I want to poke my eyes out and vomit at the same time. I can't wait untill I can get my own place without having to deal with a roommate, I'm too old for this shit, to quote the great Danny Glover.